They test me
Attach wires
Use lights
And big machines
Trying to figure out what is wrong
But they will never find my trouble
Because it is not dectectable
No one sees
Unless I let them
So they'll stick things on me and in me
And drive me mad with beeps and tones
These machines might find broken bones
And possibly broken hearts
But they won't ever find what is right in front of them
They won't find the pains that keep me up at night
The things that debilitate me
Those are hidden until the days take flight
When the darkness that clouds my mind surrounds my body
In the silence
The perfectly painful, lonely silence
They won't realize that I am stitched together
Millions of times over by temporary things
Stitched together by people who leave
Marking scars into their path
Stitched together by perfectly formulated lies
That only hold up until I'm alone
They won't ever notice that I'm falling apart
I'm becoming sloppy
I stop covering their scars
And slip up on lies
The only thing holding together the thin thread
Is the love of a singular girl
A friend
Something I thought I would've lost by now
Just like I have lost everybody else
She makes it easier
To be stiched together and scarred
She makes it hurt less
The threads don't tear as often
But I ask too much
I need too much
And eventually
She will leave
Or I will tear her apart
And all my threads will break
Slip through my clutch and I will be lost
Lost in my sea of wires
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Empty Thoughts
RandomJust an odd collection of thoughts in my brain that sometimes come spilling out of my mind